Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

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It was Thursday, January 29th, the 21st year of the founding of the People’s Republic of China, at 00:13 in the morning.

A factory family compound in Chengdong District
In the darkness, Du Tao sat on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked out the window with lifeless eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Only through the light from the street lamp outside the window could one see that his face was pale and bloodless, completely different from the energetic look he had when he met Tian Sanbao a few hours ago.

He had just returned from that place not long ago, and his nominal wife was already asleep in the bedroom. After he came in, he sat on the sofa without even turning on the lights.

The reason for this is entirely because of what that person said when I left there just now.

Unexpectedly, in just a few hours, things had gotten completely out of control.

Tan Guangming received a phone call just now, and his face became extremely ugly after he hung up the phone.

This made Du Tao a little nervous.

Sure enough, the next words that came out of that person's mouth made his head buzz, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

The people they sent to deal with Tian Sanbao and Niu Weiping were shot dead on the spot by people from the Social Affairs Bureau, and the two men were also taken away alive.

At this moment Du Tao knew that he was finished and there was no room for maneuver.

Sitting on the sofa at home, he couldn't even remember how he got back to his own home on the front floor of the family building from the man's house in the backyard.

Du Tao took a puff of cigarette, not caring at all about the ash falling on himself. His eyes seemed to be smoked by the smoke. He narrowed his eyes and the words that the man said before leaving emerged in his mind.

"Du, Tian Sanbao and Niu Weiping can't hold on for much longer. It's very likely that they have already begun to confess. It's time to make a choice."

Hearing this, Du Tao was shocked.

Trade-offs?

What kind of trade-offs?
He understood that these words were meant for him, and he should be the one to make the choice.

Things have gotten out of hand now and have reached a point where they are irreversible. The building is about to collapse and someone will be buried underneath.

And he will be one of those buried underneath, and he has no power to change that.

However, although he was powerless to change his fate of being buried, he could decide how many people would be buried.

He didn't say anything, just looked at that person quietly.

The man continued, "I watched Xiaowen and Xiaowu grow up. They are no different from my children."

Xiaowen and Xiaowu's surname is Du.

He stopped talking here, and Du Tao understood.

He didn't say anything, just nodded silently, then got up and left the man's house, and walked back to his own home in a daze.

After taking another puff of the cigarette, Du Tao felt it was a little hot in his mouth. He then raised his hand to take out the cigarette from his mouth, leaned over and put out the remaining cigarette butt in the ashtray on the coffee table.

"Ugh……"

Just as he sighed, he heard a "click" sound coming from the bedroom, and then he saw a ray of light coming through the crack of the bedroom door.

Next there was the sound of footsteps, and then the bedroom door was opened from the inside, and a figure walked out.

Du Tao's house was on the first floor. The curtains in the living room were not drawn, and the street lights outside just happened to shine in. He was sitting under the window, and the figure who walked out of the house just stood there in a daze.

"Du Tao, why are you just sitting there without drawing the curtains or turning on the lights?"

It's a woman, and from the sound of her voice she seems young.

The woman's name is Zhao Yinghong, she is 25 years old and is the propaganda officer of the Propaganda Department of Beijing Machine Tool Factory.

Du Tao is already 40 years old this year. Judging from their ages, it can be seen that they are definitely not a former couple.

This is indeed the case. Zhao Yinghong is Du Tao's second wife, and the two have been married for three years.

Du Tao's original wife, Xiaowen and Xiaowu's biological mother, died of illness five years ago. He married this woman two years later.

After three years of marriage, he has never even touched this woman's hand.

That's right, they are nominally husband and wife, strangers living under the same roof, and the woman's man is someone else.

"click"

While Zhao Yinghong was talking, she had already turned on the lights in the living room.

The stimulation of the light made Du Tao squint his eyes. He sat there without saying a word, and didn't even look at the woman.

Smelling the choking smell of smoke in the room, Zhao Yinghong frowned.

"Didn't I tell you not to smoke in the house? Why are you sitting here in the dark instead of resting at night? What the hell are you doing?"

She tightened her coat, walked to the living room window, opened it a crack, and was about to draw the curtains when she heard the sound of a car engine outside.

"Hey, why are there so many cars? And they turned around."

She turned her head to look outside with some curiosity, and just happened to see a few cars turning in front of the building where she was.

"Go open the door for me. He should be here to see me."

Du Tao finally spoke, and what he said stunned Zhao Yinghong, who was looking outside from the side.

She turned her head in surprise and glanced at Du Tao who was sitting there motionless, then quickly turned her head to look out the window. The cars had stopped at this time.

When she saw that almost all the people getting off the car were in police uniforms, she seemed to understand something and turned her head to look at the man sitting there.

"Dong dong dong" the knock on the door sounded.

“Come…come!”

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhao Yinghong answered and walked towards the door. She did not forget to look at Du Tao again. She saw that he did not show any expression, but his face seemed to be a little paler than before. She also found that he had reached his right hand into his arms without her knowing when.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked in a low voice, "What happened? Where's Guangming? Does he know?"

"Open the door quickly."

Du Tao did not answer her question, but just raised his chin and gestured towards the door.

"dong dong dong"

"Open the door Du Tao"

The knock on the door sounded again. No, it was no longer knocking, but rather someone banging on the door with a fist, and the voice was also much more serious.

Zhao Yinghong quickly walked over and opened the door.

As soon as she turned the door lock, she felt a great force coming from outside and the door was pushed open. She screamed and staggered back two steps with the force.

As the door was pushed open, several people rushed in. Just when Zhao Yinghong stood firm and wanted to say something, the middle-aged man in a gray Zhongshan suit who came in first had his face changed drastically.

He half-knelt and stretched out his right hand to Du Tao, lowering his voice and speaking anxiously.

"Du Tao, put down your gun. We are from the Supervisory Committee. Let's talk slowly about anything. Don't be so impulsive."

Only then did Zhao Yinghong turn her head to look at Du Tao. This sight frightened her so much that she screamed again. At the same time, she raised her hands to cover her mouth, staring with wide eyes at the man who had been her nominal husband for three years.

"what……"

Du Tao's right hand, which had been inserted into his arms just now, was now taken out, but there was an extra thing in his hand.

It was a pistol, and the muzzle was stuck in his mouth. Judging from the gun's position, the muzzle should be against his upper jaw. At this time, he only needed to pull the trigger lightly...

Looking at the people rushing into his house, an abnormal red color appeared on Du Tao's face. He turned his eyes to look at Zhao Yinghong who was covering her mouth, and looked at her deeply. There were thousands of words in his eyes.

Zhao Yinghong looked at her so-called husband with a confused look, and then suddenly closed her eyes.

"boom"

"don't want……"

The one who said no was Lu Mingyu, deputy director of the Security Department of the Social Affairs Bureau who came with the comrades from the Supervisory Committee. When she saw the red color on Du Tao's face, she knew something was wrong, and no matter how hard she shouted, she was still a step too late.

……

It was already one o'clock in the morning when we received the news.

Du Tao is dead!

He shot himself in front of the Supervisory Committee staff and the people from the Social Affairs Bureau who were cooperating with the arrest operation.

After learning the news, except for Director Jiang who had a somewhat ugly expression, the others, whether it was Director Zhong, Lao Xu, or Li Yancheng, all looked normal, as if they had expected it.

In fact, when Li Yancheng was talking to Lao Xu just now, he also mentioned Du Tao. They both agreed that the possibility of this person being captured alive was very small.

But they didn't expect that this guy would actually swallow the gun in front of the people who came to arrest him.

This time, Tan Guangming was picked out.

At the very least they can't investigate Tan Guangming on suspicion of murder.

The trial of Tian Sanbao was suspended again.

It seemed that there was no point in interrogating him.

Because Du Tao was dead, and Tian Sanbao had only been dealing with him all along, his death severed the connection between Tian and Tan Guangming.

Now we can only wait and see whether Niu Weiping still has any evidence of Tan Guangming's crimes.

At two o'clock in the morning, Deputy Director Lu Mingyu of the Security Department rushed back with Zhao Yinghong.

She is Du Tao's wife. She was next to her husband when he swallowed the gun. She must find out whether the two of them had talked before and how much she knew about what Du Tao did.

Just as Lu Mingyu came back with his people, Mr. Fang, who had just returned from a business trip tonight and had just reported his work to his leader, also came.

"Chief Li, I asked a few questions on the way back just now, but this woman didn't say anything. It seemed to me that she was a little...out of the picture."

Mr. Fang came over and was listening to a report in the small conference room. Before leaving for the meeting, Director Zhong asked Lu Mingyu to hand the man over to Li Yancheng and asked him to obtain a confession as soon as possible.

Lu Mingyu was transferred to the Security Department of the Social Affairs Bureau as deputy director at the end of September last year. At that time, Li Yancheng had been competing with the old woman Meng Lan in the Public Security Hospital. The two had only met a few times, let alone dealt with each other.

She only knew that Section Chief Li was the son-in-law of the Luo family. She thought that he could become the section chief because of Mr. Fang, the godson of the Luo family.

Deep down, she was unwilling to let Director Zhong hand over the person to the youngest section chief in the entire bureau.

She could get a confession by persuading him, but she didn't believe that Chief Li, who was the chief of the pre-trial section, could have supernatural powers and make someone who had always remained silent speak immediately.

Unless she used violence, she would have something to say if that happened. She had to accept the leader's instructions, so she simply asked for a job as a bystander.

"Director Lu, how old is this woman?" Li Yancheng asked, gesturing towards the interrogation room.

"Twenty-five, my name is Zhao Yinghong, and I'm the publicity officer of the Municipal Machine Tool Factory."

"I remember Du Tao is already 40 years old. Is this their second marriage?"

"Yes, they got married three years ago, and they don't have any children yet. Du Tao's previous wife died of illness five years ago. They have two sons, Du Xiaowen and Du Xiaowu, one is 20 and the other is 18. Both are serving in the army now.

Just before I came back, I had contacted his unit through our Jingshi Military Region."

Li Yancheng took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Let's go in, Director Lu. Didn't Director Zhong order us to get her confession as soon as possible?"

"I'm just a spectator. You have to come, Chief Li."

"no problem"

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the interrogation room.

There happens to be a female member on duty in the action team tonight. Otherwise, if Zhao Yinghong doesn't cooperate and special measures are used against her, it will be difficult to deal with it without a female comrade present. Now with the addition of Lu Mingyu, things will be even safer.

Because Zhao Yinghong was not a criminal and was called over only to cooperate with the investigation, she was not allowed to sit in the special chair, but sat behind the table.

After being brought into the interrogation room, she sat there with her head down, expressionless, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Hearing footsteps, she raised her head. When she saw Li Yancheng who came in first, she was slightly startled and called out in surprise: "Brother Da... Brother Dacheng."

!!!

What the hell!

What the hell? Know me?

Li Yancheng was a little confused looking at this woman named Zhao Yinghong. He quickly searched his mind for the memories inherited from the original owner, but had no impression. He had absolutely no impression of this woman at all.

Also a little confused were Lu Mingyu and two members of the action team, a man and a woman, who were guarding the interrogation room. They all set their eyes on Li Yancheng.

"you know me?"

"Brother Dacheng, it's me!" Zhao Yinghong stood up excitedly: "My brother is Cao Xiangdong."

"east?"

Hearing this name, past memories immediately came to Li Yancheng's mind.

This Cao Xiangdong was his classmate in elementary and junior high school.

After graduating from junior high school, he was admitted to a medical college. Cao Xiangdong's family ran a machinery factory, so he went to their technical school and joined the factory after graduation.

At that time, Cao Xiangdong's father was a middle-level cadre in a machinery factory. However, due to some reasons, he was sent to work on a farm in the northeast in the 18th year of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Cao Xiangdong was implicated by his father and also left Beijing for the countryside. It seems that his wife divorced him because of this.

He remembered that Cao Xiangdong did have a younger sister, but her name seemed to be Cao Xiaohong. How could that be?

"Brother Dacheng, don't you remember me? Xiaohong, Cao Xiaohong, when I was in school, I often followed my brother, you, Brother Dahai, and another classmate of yours, to pick up rags and exchange them for money to buy candy."

It really is that Cao Xiaohong!

Hearing her say this, Li Yancheng raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that girls really change a lot when they grow up. The skinny and dark little girl back then has grown into such a pretty girl.

He looked deeply at the woman in front of him. Her parents went to the Northeast, and her brother went to the countryside. According to the time, she should have married Du Tao in the year her father had the accident, and she also changed her name. It seems that there are a lot of stories here.

When the Cao family got into trouble, the original owner was also under investigation for his ex-wife Chen's family affairs, and was dizzy all day, so he didn't know much about the Cao family's affairs. He only knew these things from what Jin Zhihai said later.

He smiled calmly and nodded, pointing to the chair and said, "I remember now. I didn't expect it to be you. You have changed so much over the years. If you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have recognized you. Please sit down, Comrade Cao...Zhao Yinghong."

After saying this, he turned to Lu Mingyu and motioned for her to sit down as well.

"Brother Dacheng, aren't you a doctor? Why are you working in this unit?"

"The work needed to be adjusted the year before last. Let's not talk about this. Comrade Zhao Yinghong, do you know why I brought you here?"

Li Yancheng had no intention of continuing to chat about family matters, nor did he want to go along with what the woman said.

"Yes, because of Lao Du."

Zhao Yinghong nodded.

"Do you know why he committed suicide?"

"I do not know either."

"What did the comrade from the Supervisory Committee say to you before he left?"

"We didn't say anything. He had just come back a while ago. I was already asleep when Lao Du came back. I had just woken up when your people came over. Before I could say anything, your people had already arrived, and then... then this happened."

Seeing Zhao Yinghong's calm expression when she talked about Du Tao's death, as if she was talking about an outsider, Li Yancheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

He looked down at the on-site record book that Lu Mingyu had handed to him. When he saw that both bedrooms in the room recorded there were signs of someone living in them, and that Du Tao's clothes and daily necessities were all in another bedroom, he looked up and asked.

"Comrade Zhao Yinghong, you and your lover Du Tao live in separate rooms?"

“Uh…” Zhao Yinghong blushed slightly, nodded a little embarrassedly and said, “Yes… yes, he snores when he sleeps, and I’m a light sleeper, so we…”

It could be considered a reason to live in separate rooms, but even the clothes and daily necessities were separated. And the look on her face when she talked about Du Tao, why did it feel like two strangers sharing a house?
The key is the series of events that happened in the Cao family, and the fact that she married a man more than ten years older than her at that juncture and changed her name. All these things revealed a hint of unusualness, and Li Yancheng couldn't help but think about it.

"How well do you know your lover's job?"

"I don't know. He rarely mentions work at home."

"You know who his closest friends are, right?"

"Uh...I...he..." Zhao Yinghong was a little stuck when asked this question. She stammered for a long time but couldn't say anything.

But Li Yancheng seemed to just ask casually, ignoring her reaction, and picked up a photo to look at it carefully.

Lu Mingyu, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help himself at this point. This woman didn't know anything about anything and it was obvious that there was something wrong with her. If she kept asking like this she wouldn't get any answers even if she kept asking till dawn.

Just when she was about to speak, Li Yancheng, who was looking at the photos, spoke first.

"Comrade Zhao Yinghong, what's the matter with the wound on your wife's left arm?"

Lu Mingyu, who was about to speak, had to shut her mouth. She turned her head with some curiosity and looked at the photo in Li Yancheng's hand.

This photo was just brought out from Du's house. She remembered that Du Tao in the photo was wearing long-sleeved clothes.

Yes, it was indeed long sleeves, but how did he see the wound on Du Tao’s arm?
Lu Mingyu blinked and looked at Li Yancheng, his heart full of questions.

"Uh...oh, that...that wound was caused by Lao Du accidentally scratching himself while working that day."

After hearing Zhao Yinghong's answer, Lu Mingyu leaned her head a little closer to Li Yancheng, almost touching his shoulder. She wanted to confirm whether she was dazzled, otherwise why couldn't she see.

"Ugh……"

Li Yancheng sighed. He noticed Lu Mingyu's actions and simply put the photo in his hand on the table and pushed it to her side so that she could see it more clearly. Then he closed the notebook, leaned back on the chair, and looked at Zhao Yinghong with his arms folded across his chest.

"Comrade Zhao Yinghong, considering that your brother and I were classmates and we had a good relationship, I will give you a chance to tell me everything you know."

"Da... Dacheng brother, what do you mean? I... I really don't know anything."

Looking at the woman who was still pretending to be stupid, Li Yancheng didn't want to continue talking nonsense with her, so he simply asked, "What is your relationship with Tan Guangming?"

"Swish"

As soon as this name came out, Zhao Yinghong's expression changed obviously.

Well, there's nothing more to say now.

Without waiting for her to answer, Li Yancheng stood up directly. Zhao Yinghong was most likely Tan Guangming's woman, and marrying Du Tao was just a cover-up.

The next questioning requires the presence of the Supervisory Committee members, and he needs to go and report to the leader.

Lu Mingyu looked at Zhao Yinghong in surprise. She never expected that this woman would be...

Seeing Li Yancheng walking out, she hurriedly stood up and followed him.

"Brother Dacheng...Brother Dacheng...I..." Zhao Yinghong stood up and shouted at the figure walking out.

Just as she was about to catch up, the female player who had been standing behind her reached out and grabbed her shoulders, pushing her back onto the bench.

"Chief Li"

"Ok?"

As soon as he walked out of the interrogation room, Lu Mingyu called Li Yancheng.

"How did you know she was related to Tan Guangming?"

"Just a random guess."

Li Yancheng had no interest in explaining anything to her. He replied casually and quickly walked to the small meeting room not far from the interrogation room.

"A blind guess?" Lu Mingyu stood there in a daze.

"dong dong dong"

"report"

"Please come in"

After pushing open the door of the conference room and entering, Li Yancheng saluted first.

"Reporting to all leaders, Zhao Yinghong is very likely Tan Guangming's person, and her marriage to Du Tao is just a cover."

Okay, this discovery immediately perked up Director Jiang from the Supervisory Commission.

When he reported to his superiors before, the reaction was the same as he had guessed, requiring evidence before taking the next step.

Mr. Fang came here not only because someone wanted to assassinate someone from the Social Affairs Bureau, but he also came here with instructions from above.

We were in the conference room discussing where to start the investigation next, but unexpectedly there was a ray of hope.

(End of this chapter)